Venerated Venomous Consort

Di Fuyi was undoubtedly a very handsome man. Gu Xijiu’s heart always raced every time he looked into her eyes. However, at that very moment, her heart no longer beat irregularly.

Everything she saw was dark, and her vision was getting blurry. She could not see clearly, but she could feel that his eyes were now wet. Was he sad for her? Did he cry? Did he feel sympathy for her? Perhaps he did feel sad for her. However, she did not want his sympathy. What she wanted he could never give, while what he could give her now she no longer wanted.

All she could hear was a buzzing and ringing sound; she could not hear anything he said. Di Fuyi was terrified because he realized that her vision was getting blurred and that she could not hear anything! Besides that, he could see a glow slowly spreading out from her body. That was a sign that her souls would soon disappear!

His entire body was trembling because he knew he was going to lose her, and yet, he had no way to change it.

“Xijiu! Gu Xijiu! Please, don’t give up! Xijiu, please stay! Listen to me; I didn’t give up on you; you’re always the one I loved…”

“Xijiu, listen to me. Be a good girl okay, listen to me. Gather your spirits with the Soul Condensation spell; I know you can do it! Wait until you recover, I’ll slowly explain everything to you…”

“Xijiu…”

While he was talking, he also tried his best to transfer spiritual power into her body so that blood could circulate again in her hardened blood vessels. He also used other spells and tried his best to collect her broken souls.

Suddenly, Di Fuyi had an idea and removed his mask so that she could see his lips. He knew she could read lips; hence, she would know what he was talking about.

Gu Xijiu smiled with her lips curved upward, but Di Fuyi soon realized that her gaze was on his hair. Her vision was blurred, but she could recognize his white hair. She reluctantly lifted her hand from her side, and her fingertips touched his silver hair. Her lips were moving as she mumbled softly. Di Fuyi managed to hear it clearly. “I… don’t like you with white hair. I’m sad… when I saw that your hair… turned white…”

He hugged her tightly. “I’ll make it black again! Xijiu, I’ll make the white hair black again! Could you stay, please?”

His voice was trembling as he tried to negotiate with her and suppress his fear. Her fingers were still rubbing his hair, but everything in front of her had turned black. She felt droplets of warm water drip on her face. However, it could never warm up her frozen skin.

“Di Fuyi…” She said gently. “Are you crying for me? You should be… happy after I die. I’ve tried… my best to maintain this… body. It’s perfect now, don’t… worry. You can call that soul back after… I die. However, if it returns with… my memories, please remove them. I don’t want to come to this world again; I don’t want to be anyone’s substitute. I’ll give… give Lan Jingke back… to you…”

She could not see or hear anything anymore but only stared at the sky blankly. Although she had been fighting in the dark for so long, she hated it. Unfortunately, she was now helplessly engulfed by the dark. The unforeseen life has finally come to an end.